"Small places are great, fewer people and higher oxygen levels, no wonder your skin is so good!" Ma Xiaoqiong flattered, somewhat insincerely.
Yeh Mohan smiled, "It's not that good! Actually, our clan... our family all have pretty good skin! Maybe it's natural!"
"Your clan?" Long Linger keenly caught the mystery in Yeh Mohan's words.
"Haha, yes! We are a big family, the whole village shares the surname Yeh! Perhaps it's the natural spring water we drink, and the grains and vegetables we eat are self-grown, more eco-friendly! So our skin presents a naturally healthy state!"
Ma Xiaoqiong rubbed her face with both hands, awkwardly saying, "Last time my aunt and I went to... lived on a mountain for a few months, my skin didn't get any lighter, instead it got quite tanned, and I noticed the farmers in the mountains have healthy wheat-colored skin too! So, Mohan, you're really unique."
